Every single ad these days go into a memory black hole. They are so irritating, so invasive, so EVERYWHERE; that I instinctively dissociate from anything in them.

They won’t get my conscious or subconscious attention. All of my large purchases are researched a minimum 2 weeks in advance and anything small is done on a case by case basis (of which I intentionally scrutinize anything I might have “heard of” because I’m aware of the phenomenon. Fuck all ads, they are my enemy.

Just have both be the bottom drake.

Next time, laugh in their fucking face while you scarf down a whole pie. They aren’t better than you, in any way. 99.99% chance they’re just luckier (which could always change).

Owned. Count Batula from Conker’s Bad Fur Day.

It isn’t even true. Apparently it’s about 25%.